its 3 am
and i miss you
not because its late
not because it feels lonely
because truth is i miss you at 7 am
when i wake up
and my first thought is you

i miss you at 10 am
when you’re still sleeping
and i’m waiting to tell you about the little things
that have occured since yesterday

i miss you at 1 pm
when im out and about
how much more fun it would be with you

i miss you at 6 pm
while im eating dinner with my family
wishing they knew the depth of my love for you

i miss you at 9 pm
as my day is winding down
and i feel the weight of today
sitting heavily on my chest

and i miss you at 3 am
when i scream into pages of notebooks
because i cannot begin to articulate
how much i love you
and just how much i miss you.